This poem is lovely and ahhh...so melancholy. I love the feel of it, the simple yet beautiful language.
This is wonderful:
In the shut dark of my eyes,
I am the man almost across. Around me,
the sound of breaking up rises to a roar.
Ahead stands my unrequited lover--brilliant
and beautiful under the thinnest sickle of moon.
I especially like the pun of ice "breaking up" and the isolation of the girlfriend. Thank you for posting.
